Just a Servant
Healing Plan

"I am the one who should thank you for ndhuk. because of you, Bagas has a passion for life again. He now wants to go back to healing his legs..." Madam Santi said as she took off her embrace. He looked at my face, while his thumb wiped the tears that had wet my cheek.

" From now on, if there's anything, don't hesitate to come to me... God willing, I will help you as much as I can.... And you can also start calling me by mother's call..."

"Miss, is it true that Mr. Bagas would try to treat his leg?" My toot.

"Yes.now he often consults with his doctor. The doctor told the mother... " Answer replied, Miss Santi, who began to get used to calling mother for me. I smiled, and it was warm to hear that.

I have a mother...!!!

My heart is cheerful.

"It is precisely because of this that we came here.bu Nyai, sorry, if in fact we also want to thank you... " Santi continued to Miss Nyai.

"What oracle? " Task Bu Nyai with a slightly worried expression. Don't you thankfully be heavy again? Maybe so he thought.

"Anu.. I want to ask his do'a from all the residents of the cottage, so that the effort to heal Bagas was successful..." Reply Miss Santi with a serious face. Replace Bu Nyai now who is relieved.

"Oh. if that, God willing can be arranged, mbak.... " Said Bu Nyai.

"Alhamdulillah... Well, then, thank you very much, Miss Nyai."

"Yes, equally, thank you for also being able to pamper the children of the cottage with delicious pastries..."

"Ah, that's nothing... Well, then. Mom, we're going home now, are we? " Santi said to Miss Supami.

"Yes, can. Maghrib soon." Answer lady Supami.

"Well, what's the rush...? The Maghriban is here... " Prevent Bu Nyai mince words.

"I'm sorry, Miss Nyai. In the mosque near the house there will be istighotsah, dear if you do not come... " Answer to Miss Santi.

"Oh, is that it? Yeah, well then... Again, thank you very much... " Said Nyai.

"Yes, I also thank you, it's been troublesome ... "

"No.. don't bother... " Cut Nyai Bu.

We finally came home. As instructed earlier. Mr. Mamat was waiting for us in the back parking lot, so we could go straight home through the residential streets and not pass the cottage environment anymore.

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We arrived home about five. When the car entered the yard, I saw Bagas car parked in the courtyard, the driver Pak Agus was cleaning the car before it was put into the garage.

After accompanying the mistresses to enter the house, I immediately bid farewell to meet my master.

"Madam, excuse me for seeing you... "

"Yes, please serve my son well..."

"Express, mistress..."

As usual, I took a few steps back, only daring to turn around and move away.

In front of the room, I knocked on the door.

tok tok tok tok

"Who?! "

Sounds authentic from within.

"I'm sir.. Can I come in?"

"Come in..."

The door pushed open.

Inside, I saw the master sitting in his wheelchair, still wearing the clothes I had chosen for him this morning.

"Sir, I'm sorry.I was invited by the lady to come to the cottage, so I don't know when the master came...." I said as I got closer and grabbed his right hand.

"Yes.it's nothing..." Mr. Bagas. It seemed like he was a bit awkward when I kissed the back of his hand. It looked from the foot of the hand as I pulled it closer to my face.

"What's the show at the lodge?" Then sir asked.

"There is no show, sir. The madam had only given cakes to the lodge children, all asking for their prayers..."

"Oh... "

"Sir... "

Mr. Bagas looked at my face with a gaze that I could hardly understand the meaning.

"I'm getting the bath water ready now, sir..." My words diverted the conversation.

"I'm gonna take a shower..." Said telling.

I nodded in understanding.

I immediately took my own change of clothes. The clothes I could wear wet, because I knew, I had to help Mr. Bagas take a shower. If you bathe the master wear this dress is very dear...

Sir has undressed, I helped him adjust the water temperature of the shower faucet. After that, I flush her body with a warm shower. I rubbed his body with soap. I cleaned his body to the sidelines of his fingers. I also did a bit of sequencing on some parts of his body. Such as the shoulders, neck, calves and legs.

Don't ask me how I feel when I do it. Embarrassed? Is clear! Gasps? Sure is! But all of that I was trying to ignore. What I do now is an obligation. Proof of my obedience to an employer and my husband.

Eits, but make no mistake. For that "one" area, sir gave me a dispensation... He cleaned it himself. Your own master forbade me to do so, not because of my request. Maybe because he is not comfortable, or afraid that I am not comfortable.. or maybe afraid of being too comfortable to give the next shock effect 🤣🤣🤣.

Just now that master was done dressing, adzan maghrib sounded resounding. Master invited me to pray in the room. I certainly agree. This is my chance to use the prayer tools given by the master as one of my dowries.

After praying, while folding the face I was wearing, I asked.

"Sir... would you like to have dinner in the dining room or in the room...?"

"Why is that?" The master asked back.

"Yes.nothing, sir. If you want to eat in the dining room I take between, if you want to eat in the room let me ask you to be brought here... "

"Have you eaten yet?"

"I last ate at two..."

"Yes, just eat in the room."

I'm nodding. I kept the face and the prayer mat that I finished wearing back to the closet. I was just about to walk away when sir warned me...

"Send that only people bring. You'll be back here soon... "

I nodded with a smile.

Possessive of my husband...

Let's just say I went to Ge-er an. Feeling possessed can... 🤭

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Dinner is over. Enjoy not asking. Really pake anyway. After everything is done. We sat down on top of the bed.

Like yesterday. TV on stel. Our eyes were fixed on the TV while our hands clasped each other.

"Nur... " Call master draws my attention from the TV.

"Yes sir..." My solute. My eyes are still pointing at the news being aired on TV. Since there was no continuation from master, I turned my head...

I see you staring at me. I don't know when he looked at me like that. My cheeks are hot. I immediately threw my eyes out in any direction. Wherever you are, the important thing is not to meet him.

I pay more attention to the headboard behind the master. Act as if the headboard is more attractive than the handsome face in front of my eyes.

"What's up, sir...?" I trembled a little because of my groggy.

"Tomorrow, you prepare all our needs...." Mr. Bagas' words paused.

A need? What needs? Where are we going?

The question just popped into my brain, but it didn't come out of my mouth. I wait for the master to finish his sentence.

"Lusa, I have an appointment with a doctor in Downtown at seven in the morning. That's why tomorrow afternoon we go there... "

"Kok the deal is far away, sir?" Ask me spontaneously. Spontaneously I also covered my mouth with my hand, when I realized that I had interrupted my Master's sentence. But luckily Mr. Bagas smiled instead.

"The doctor is a doctor from Singapore. He happens to have a seminar here. I had an appointment with him before the seminar started, around nine he said...

It's just an initial meeting. He will do an examination of my feet, after which he will decide how the next healing process.... "

I nodded in understanding.

"I don't know how long we will be there. But do not need too much, if there is a lack we can buy there... " Subsequently sir.

Once again I nodded.

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